Tagged: dirty

let in the city

let in the city
every once in awhile, a
slice of eight-point-six

million, dirty reflections
and all, awake once again
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: reflections

in one way

in one way
or another,
we are all tethered
to greedland,
eating it up
in the same
fashion, trying
to set ourselves
apart by how
cleanly we wipe
our chins
after the feast
.
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for six months, Citi

for six months, Citi
has been sending me
embossed invitations to
increase my credit
limit, courtesy of
age and the dental
bills that accompany
a life of chewing none
too thoughtfully. with
a bit of wear and
tear, the texture
becomes quite
delicious, that familiar
corporate-identity-
blue (Pantone 288)
laced across the
buttercreamy envelope,
like icing on a cake –
my fingers are
just as dirty
.
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between you and me

between you and me
is a conversation, waiting
to be sharpened, for

our fingers to get dirty,
emptying that old-school hand crank
.
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